Male Meng Po

The old woman's voice was hoarse, and Garcia noticed that her lips were peeling, and immediately handed her the cup in his hand: "Of course that's fine."

The old woman chuckled, but the swiftness of taking the cup was completely unsuitable for her age.She coughed, brought the water glass to her lips, and took a few sips before she regained her strength.

"Thank you, there are very few people like you who are willing to take care of me, a dying old woman." The old woman said with a smile.

Garcia: "You're welcome, is there anything else I can help you with?"

The old woman held the water glass tightly in her hand, her eyes lit up: "Will you help me?"

Garcia nodded obediently: "If I can help."

The old woman rolled her eyes: "I'm hungry."

Garcia nodded immediately: "Wait a minute, I still have oatmeal bread left in my room."

"Oatmeal... that's too rough." The old woman sighed, "I may not be able to eat this old woman."

A worker who was moving the wood felt dissatisfied after hearing this, and said, "I give you food for nothing, why do you demand so much?"

The old lady glanced at him and saw the church under construction. Her eyes were slightly cold. She beat her leg and got up unsteadily: "Okay, I'm not welcome. I'm leaving. I'm not used to rough food." Things, I would rather be hungry." After speaking, he smiled at the white-skinned red-haired worker: "You guys, be careful to build things that shouldn't be built, and bring disaster."

The worker stared round: "What are you talking about!"

Garcia immediately stopped and said, "White, don't do this."

The man known as White snorted, turned and continued to move, determined not to share the same knowledge as the eccentric old woman.

The old lady turned around and saw Garcia. Her attitude towards this kind lady was much gentler. She stepped forward and returned the cup, thanking you: "Thank you, I drank water and have the strength to walk. I am not here It's an eyesore."

With his back turned to the old woman, White let out a disdainful sneer with his nose.

The old woman groped for the tip of the cane involuntarily with her fingers. She looked away from the worker and saw Eleven who was talking to Mu En.Her eagle-like sharp eyes glanced at the robe Elvin was wearing, which caught Elvin's attention. He turned around and raised his eyebrows at the mysterious old woman, as if he had seen through everything.

The old woman turned around embarrassingly, not looking at the priest.But I was sneering in my heart, witch hunting, I don't know who is the devil in this world.

The witch is the devil's apostle?

No, the only real devil is the one who holds a torch and pronounces the death sentence on the innocent.

The old woman had a slight limp on her left foot. She walked slowly through the village on crutches. No one gave her a second look. She was just a passerby here.

But not far from the village, Garcia caught up with him, holding a small cloth package in his hand.

The old lady looked suspiciously at the woman chasing after her out of breath, and smiled kindly to herself: "I went to Mu En's and asked for some white bread."

The old lady opened the package and saw that there were indeed some white, fragrant and soft bread inside, although it was a bit cold.

"There is still a little cheese." Garcia said, "This is freshly made, and it can be stored for a while. Excuse me, is your foot sprained?"

The old woman was very surprised, she said: "It is indeed a sprain."

"Let me take a look for you." Garcia said, helping the old lady to sit down, lifting her crooked foot, and massaging the joints with her hands skillfully, "It's not heavy. Just rub it with medicinal wine and it will be fine. .” As he spoke, he took out the medicinal wine that he had prepared earlier, and helped the old woman knead the swollen area.

The old woman didn't speak, but just stared at Garcia. She really hasn't seen such a kind woman for a long time.

"What's your name?" asked the old woman.

"Garcia." Garcia replied with a smile, "Garcia Christian. What about you?" While rubbing the old lady's feet, she raised her head and asked her name. Garcia had a big smile on her face, looking lively cute.

The old woman: "Sigrid, this is my name, you can remember it well."

Garcia smiled: "Sigrid, a beautiful name."

Sigrid, who looks like an old woman, said with emotion: "I only have this name that is beautiful."

Garcia shook his head: "Everyone will grow old one day, I believe you must have been a great beauty when you were young."

The old woman didn't speak, only she knew that what she said didn't mean that.

"Why did you help me to this point?" This is what Sigrid least understands. As a real witch, she has lived for a hundred years and has seen too many cruelties in the world.

"I will help if I can." Garcia kept kneading the injured, and replied briskly, "Who doesn't have difficulties. I will help you. When I am in trouble in the future, I will always need your help." My time. That's what I thought."

The old lady: "It's a very good idea, but it's a pity that not many people think so now."

"How could it be?" Garcia replied, "The people in the village are very nice. If they hadn't helped me, I would still have nowhere to stay."

Granny: "Are you from outside?"

Garcia lowered her eyes, her expression was a little gloomy: "Well, my family used to study medicine." But for some reason, she offended the new priest in red, and she was the only one who escaped.

Here, the priests with status are no different from the nobles. Offending the nobles can only be considered unlucky. Even Garcia himself does not understand that they just opened a small clinic, how can they offend the priests? .

The old woman could guess what happened to Garcia's house without asking carefully.

Priests who want to spread faith among ordinary people must not only convince others to trust them, but also have a certain prestige.What could be more admired than saving people from sickness with the Holy Light.Therefore, very capable witch doctors are their enemies.

If the man is okay, he can be persuaded to join the clergy and accept all the prestige accumulated by the other party.

But if the other party is a woman, the result is not so wonderful.

In the belief in the church, women should be an ethnic group with an underground status.You can't have your own opinions, you can't have the desire to control, and you must live obediently under the control of men.

No lord priest is a woman.

Even in the law, it is a sin for a woman to wear trousers.

Because women are not qualified to wear trousers and live like men.

Suppressing the status of women, in addition to this, can also attack heretics, and even anyone who is an eyesore.

Get rid of witches, that's a good excuse.

Whether a witch is good or evil, as long as she is a witch, she should be burned.

Evil people even fantasized about many non-existent things, such as women being seduced by the devil, having sex with the devil, and then being driven by the devil to spread disasters in the world.

The trial of witches is even more brutal and simple. As long as a person is identified as a witch, they will be tried publicly and burned to death.One of the criteria for identifying a witch is that a witch cannot be chaste. If she is still chaste, fine, she will be put in prison for another trial the next day.The next day, her chastity would be gone.

And then there's the ironclad proof that she's having a relationship with the devil.As for how many men are guarding the prison, no one will think about it.

During the trial, there was only one thing Sigrid agreed with, that they were indeed defiled by the devil.

Real witches are never like that.

But in the future, maybe it will really become like this.

The old lady was silent, so Garcia naturally didn't speak, and concentrated on kneading her, and then said: "Okay, be careful when you walk, it will be fine soon."

The old lady got up and moved her feet, and said, "It's really much better, thank you."

Garcia smiled sweetly and shook his head, wanting to say goodbye to the old woman.But the old woman grabbed her wrist, and she couldn't break free even though she didn't have much strength.

"You have a priest here." The old woman whispered, "Does everyone in the village believe in him?"

Garcia nodded hesitantly: "Yes."

The old woman urged: "Get out of here."

Garcia wondered: "Why? It's very good here."

The old lady: "Maybe it was good at first, but it's not good now. They never show mercy to women, no matter you are innocent or not."

Garcia: "What?"

The old woman: "The real devil is the one who has evil in his heart. Did you know that the church is catching witches?"

Garcia: "But I'm not a witch."

"Knows medical skills." The old woman said.

Garcia: "So what's the matter, there are many people who know how to heal."

"You're a woman." And a beautiful woman at that.

"That priest doesn't seem interested in you." The old woman said, "However, this is not a place where you can relax your vigilance. Remember, they are not the messengers of the gods, but a group of interests in wolf's clothing..."

"Garcia!" In a village not far away, a man ran towards him calling Garcia's name.

The old woman immediately shut up, slowly bent her back, and said in a low voice: "Garcia, remember my name, if you need me, you can call me." No matter how far away, she can come here, for this kind woman.Even if he confronted the church head-on again.

After speaking, the old woman picked up the crutches and the gift from Garcia, turned around and limped away.

Garcia looked at her leaving back blankly.

Garcia's lover Tolan looked at her anxiously: "What did that weird old woman tell you?"

"It's nothing. Hey, Tolan, it's not good to call an old man like that." Garcia smiled, took Tolan's arm, and walked with him to the village.

Tolan smiled: "I heard Mu En said that you might have chased her, and I'm just a little worried."

"Don't worry, nothing is wrong." Garcia smiled and talked to his lover, forgetting Sigrid's warning.

Danger?In this peaceful small village, the priest, who has a cold expression but never gets angry, could bring her any danger.

In the village, Mu En watched Tolan bring Garcia back. The expressions on their faces were relaxed and happy.

Eleven, who was behind Mu En, recalled the appearance of the old woman, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.It turns out that this is not a false dream, but a real past.

As for why he and Yue Banqi went through this past, they had to ask the witch named Sigrid after the dream was over.

Or maybe he doesn't need to wait for the dream to end at all, he can find the answer in the dream.

As for the key person, Eleven locked his eyes on the smiling and innocent Garcia.